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CHAPTER 169: DO YOU HATE ME?

Author: Remi Winters
last update publish date: 2026-04-03 21:58:51

EMBER’S POV

“I hate to say it, but I told you so,” Rafael says softly. “He is gone, and he is never coming back.”

I don’t move.

My knees are in the snow and my hands are numb and the tears have frozen to tracks on my cheeks, and I am so far past the point of responding to Rafael Montenegro that he might as well be speaking to the mountains.

He crouches beside me.

The warmth of his body engulfs mine even through the cold, and I hate that — hate that he’s warm and alive and HERE when the person w
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